This is a song about "Loss of a son"

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

Spit so fast graduated ahead of my class. all you other rappers better bow down cause

Fuck you go to hell u cheating son of a bitch i wish u fell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Separate us, from what jay brought

A loss on your part, is a sad thought

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Loss of time for play-doh; i'm steady spending more pesos

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Son of a bitch, i imagine what your father is

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

So here, i'll give you my condolences for such a terrible loss.